Short Intelligences Poems

Million miles separate from my origin
Ends at the back seat of a show
Crowds unify, curiosity rise
As one of the culture ready to perform

Similar faces passes by
No words to be understand
Non of them understand what I said
Like an alien stuck in its intelligences 

Enjoyed the sore of my feet
As I grow all the excitement in a day
This day maybe not too perfect
But the imperfections has the beauty itself

*in the moment of first day in Beijing...

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